I miss you and our children
A little more each day
You say it's for the best
But I don't feel that way
I swear I've been so lonesome
It's been so hard to smile
No one's held me close
Or called me daddy for a while
I go from bar to bar
I go from friend to friend
But I'm really going nowhere
And I'm not sure where I've been
I'm feeling sick and tired
I keep breaking down and crying
I find no comfort in this bottle
But it seems I keep on trying
Now as I say good bye
I hope things will change someday
I'm holding on to memories
I can't live on yesterday
I wake up every morning
From dreams of used to bes
But used to bes are all I have
Now that I am free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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